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Cade Callan
Ellard
When the potion’s fever finally left him, a blinding headache roared in to take its place. A churning gut arrived soon after to keep it company. Cade rolled to his side and retched. A bucket slid under his chin to catch the bile his stomach heaved up. Spitting and panting, he rolled to his back and blinked at the ceiling planks.
In the history of bad ideas, whatever he’d done to end up here had to rank near the top.
Edgar was sitting on the floor by the door, looking like he hadn’t slept in a month. If he felt half as horrible as Cade did, the floor seemed a reasonable place to be.
A candle flickered, and recollections came slithering back. Milward’s hands on him. Edgar breaking through a window. I warned you, Giles.
“Where are we?” Cade asked, figuring he s
